Depeche Mode – A pain that I´m used to
I´m not sure what I´m looking for anymore
I just know that I´m harder to console
I don´t see who I´m trying to be instead of me
But the key is a question of control
Can you say what you´re trying to play anyway
I just pay while you´re breaking all the rules
All the signs that I find have been underlined
Devils thrive on the drive that is fueled
All this running around, well it´s getting me down
Just give me a pain that I´m used to
I don´t need to believe all the dreams you conceive
You just need to achieve something that rings true
There´s a hole in your soul like an animal
With no conscience, repentance, oh no
Close your eyes, pay the price for your paradise
Devils feed on the seeds of the soul
I can´t conceal what I feel, what I know is real
No mistaking the faking, I care
With a prayer in the air I will leave it there
On a note full of hope not despair
All this running around, well it´s getting me down
Just give me a pain that I´m used to
I don´t need to believe all the dreams you conceive
You just need to achieve something that rings true